“No,” both Ryker and I say at the same time.
“You can’t keep me in the dark!” she snaps, “if you want me to be a part of this shit then I need to know. It would be good to understand what is coming after me. I’m a big girl, I can take care of myself and I need to be prepared.”
I narrow my eyes, taking in the stubborn set of her jaw, the way she’s begging with her eyes but her mouth stays flat and angry.
Fuck.
This fucking woman. She’s going to be the death of me.
“Fine.” I growl.
“What!?” Both Ryker and Wren say in unison.
“You can come but you do not leave my side, do you understand me?”
“Yes.”
“Lex, you can’t be serious, she’s a liability.”
“Watch your mouth.”
“Boss, come on.”
“Protect her at all costs. Get several men together, I want them all over the club, on the door, in the fucking bathrooms. I want every single person searched before they come in, no exceptions. Do it now. Get it sorted.”
With a sigh, Ryker dips his chin and leaves Wren and me in the kitchen. She curls her hands around her mug and grins, satisfied with her win.
“Don’t test me, Wren. I’m allowing this because you have history but if he so much as looks at you wrong, I will end him.”
“Understood.”
“Good girl.”
She tries to hide the small smile my words elicit and the blush that creeps up her cheeks makes my dick hard.
I’ve seen just how far that blush goes.
Cocking my head to the side, I watch her, the way she pulls her hair over one shoulder, her eyes looking at everything but me. Her teeth tug at her bottom lip.
“Little bird,” I coo.
Her eyes rise to meet mine as I begin to unbutton my shirt.
“I’m going to shower. Join me.”
I don’t wait for an answer and my mouth tugs up when I hear her slip from her stool and follow after me.
She was mine. She knew it. I knew it.
I was never letting her go.